Red Blood Dragon Knight

~-~ There is a proverb in this world: ‘Every goblin is a criminal, even if he is not committing a crime, he is also preparing to commit a crime~! ’

Although this sentence is somewhat extreme and extremely racially discriminatory, in a sense, there is nothing wrong with it.

As a weak and small race that lives at the bottom of the society and is discriminated against by everyone, goblins have no motherland, no authority, and don't even know what unity is.

They wandered across the continent, struggling to survive, engaged in all kinds of jobs and various gray occupations that they could do.

It is a pity that they are weak and unable to engage in such promising jobs as murder and arson, house robbery, occupying the mountain as king, and so on.

Therefore, thieves, scammers, loan sharks, fake certificates, fake goods, folk doctors, witches and gods... etc., all hover at the bottom of society and work with a strong service industry color.

They are always inferior businesses, and their status is not even as good as those of the homeless gypsies living in caravans.

Born in the neighborhood with the highest crime rate, I have to struggle for survival all the time. Therefore, every goblin is extremely clever and treacherous, and that bad quality is even incorporated into their genes.

From the time they were born, they knew how to play fairy jump tricks, or the formula of medicine.

By the time he was three or four years old, he had basically completed all the skills a villain needs. Sliding doors, picking locks, identifying coins...

When you are a little older, you will learn to use what you have on hand to make all kinds of fakes that are almost messy.

Yinguang and Shajin are among the best. They grew up in the same goblin's community, living in low and gloomy small houses, accompanied by sewage and rats, and learned the skills that their predecessors have accumulated for thousands of years. And carry forward.

Eventually he walked out of his mouse den and entered the big city.

Although among the goblins, they are already considered successful people, but in the human society. They are restrained everywhere and suffer all kinds of discrimination. Until... until I met Lord Lorraine.

Although among the nobles, almost everyone hated the goblins, but Lord Luo had some understanding of their bad behavior.

In fact, most of the reasons why they do this are also caused by society.

Because their bodies are too weak to protect their property by force. And they don’t have their own country to protect their rights, so...Almost everyone bullies them~!

Whenever they were rich, from the king to the traffickers, they would rush to take away the last copper plate from them, and return them to poverty.

This kind of thing has happened many times in history. And many of the same things are happening in every corner of the mainland.

This kind of thing is so frequent for humans, and it has reached the usual level. So basically this kind of thing can't be found in all history books.

Therefore. Lord Luo even had some admiration for them.

If this kind of thing is changed to another race, other people, after experiencing so much maiming. Perhaps he has fallen, or abandoned himself, turned into a slacker, resigned to his fate. Finally disappeared in the long river of history.

But these goblins endured it tenaciously, never giving up.

No matter how difficult it is, no matter how many things have been robbed, even if it is impoverished, but the next day, they will see their small and insignificant figures reappear on the street, in order to steal a wallet And happy. Happy for cheating a copper plate. Do everything possible to re-accumulate wealth. Busy for life.

And it is this harsh living environment that has also created the extremely high quality of life and excellent skills of the goblins.

After Lord Luo Jue accidentally recruited the goblins Shajin, he was surprised to find that those goblins had a lot of multi-faceted skills.

In the banking industry, they are the most qualified actuaries. One glance at the ledger shows how much profit there is. How much loan should be collected.

In the business world. They are the best businessmen, profiteers who dare to take risks. In order to make money, they go deep into all the off-travel places without fear, selling everything that seems profitable.

In the scam world, they are the best scammers. Know more than three hundred and sixty kinds of classic tricks. This made Lord Luo blush very much. You know, with his erudition, he only knows more than one hundred kinds.

In medicine, they are the best pharmacists. Not only knowing which medicines can treat traumatic injuries (they are often beaten and robbed. The magicians refuse to serve them, although the Holy See "proclaims the equality of all living beings" does not refuse. But the price is also cheating.)

Moreover, in order to deceive others, they often have to formulate various agents.

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As the outstanding one among the goblins, Silver Light is the ten outstanding young goblin youths in the Holy Light Continent. From the age of five, I have known which kind of simplest materials can be used to dispense delirious drugs, so that the country boy who stunned into the city took away all his finances.

These fun little things are carried by every goblin, not only to deceive people's money, but also countless examples prove that this kind of thing can save their own lives at critical moments.

Huck poured half a bottle of wine in one breath, then squinted, smacked his lips, and belched loudly. Breathing out another long breath, he fell back heavily on the chair, with a contented look, and muttered: "Good wine, you **** lowly goblin, I find that I like you more and more. "

Yinguang has been keeping a close eye on Huck, ready to escape at any time.

Due to the poor production, the wine with added ingredients will naturally have a strange taste. If you change to a human who drinks often, you can taste the wrong taste at once.

So this trick is mostly used on poor people who only drink the cheapest potato wine. For this reason, Yin Guang has been sweating in his heart, for fear that Huck will also feel abnormal.

Seeing that he had no doubts, the goblin's hanging heart fell to the bottom, Yin Guang chuckled, like a noble butler, bowed and said: "It is my honor to serve you."

I secretly laughed at him: What a fart, I haven't even drunk five copper bottles and a bottle of bad wine. A redneck is a redneck.

Huck hiccuped several wines, and his hands clenched the brass bottle. Holding the wine bottle firmly in front of his chest, he said vaguely: "You are very acquainted, although you are a lowly goblin, but it doesn't matter. In Oldheim, Uncle Huck, I cover you."

The expression on Huck's face became more and more confused, and he carefully secretly said: The effect of the medicine has worked.

This is Huck sitting up suddenly, patted the goblin's shoulder vigorously, with a drunken smile on his face, grinning haha, and said: "Among so many people. Only you I really serve. Good, very good~!"

Huck had already started talking nonsense after drinking.

"I know they look down on me, but it's okay. Uncle Huck, I am not what I used to be." Huck patted his chest vigorously and shouted in the loudest voice, Uncle Huck, I am now a big man, big man~! ""I know I know that our master values ​​you most. Master Huck, you are under one person and above tens of thousands. Must the master tell you everything? "The goblin guided Huck's words carefully.

Huck laughed wildly. Exclaimed proudly: "Of course. I still remember the day when the master appeared in our tribe, he suddenly fell from the sky, and just moved his fingers and killed a few people who usually bullied Huck. It's ridiculous that they still claim to be some shit. Warrior.

Let them bully Uncle Huck and I..."

Then Huck began to talk to the goblin about his history of being bullied in the tribe.

People with bad physiques like him are like clowns in the barbarian tribe.

"Yes, yes, they deserve to die." The ground was carefully and secretly anxious, and Huck, like a patient who sees a psychiatrist, kept nagging to goblins about getting punched and kicked, or pushing into the cesspit. .

Of course, there is always one sentence added at the end: "I killed that guy later."

Caught a conversation. The goblin hurriedly said: "Your Excellency Huck is highly regarded by your master. You are in high position in Oldheim, and you will succeed in your future. Your Excellency, you can definitely become a nobleman like a marquis or duke."

"Fart~!" Huck jumped up and slapped the goblin on the head, shouting: "The Duke of Marquis is a fart~! I tell you..."

Talking about Huck, he suddenly shook and looked left and right. Leaning down and lying in front of the goblin, he said: "Master Huck, I can be a king in the future, king~! I will make you the master of my palace at that time."

"That's great," Yin Guang pretended to be ecstatic, bowed to the ground, performed a court ceremony, and said: "See Your Majesty the King."

"Free courtesy and love Qing." Huck leaned back in his chair, a king's style in a country drama, clapped his thighs and laughed happily, and said: "This day is not far away, and it will happen next year. I will only tell you one. People,"

"The show meat is here." The ground was overjoyed.

"The master has a big plan." Huck opened his arms and drew a circle, and said: "The master told me personally. Do you know why the master is so capable and why he has to come to our poor ravine?"

The goblin shook his head.

"Because it is close to Ruman~!" Huck smiled smugly on his face and said, "Do you know why we built this city? This is not for poor ghosts. This is prepared for the host's army, I can listen to it. That said, a million army."

Even though he was prepared, the goblin was taken aback.

Huck closed his eyes with the bottle in his arms, immersed in his own imagination, and said in a trance: "As long as the summer comes, Huck will lead the master's army of millions and beat Ruman by surprise~!"

Huck jumped up as he spoke, and waved his arm vigorously towards the sky.

With a surprised expression, Yin Guang applauded Huck vigorously.

Huck said intoxicated: "What about that Hadu, and said he wants to copy his record. The **** mainland first general, then I will be General Huck, no, Marshal Huck... Your Majesty Huck is the mainland. The first place will be."

While applauding, the goblin pretended to shout with excitement: "Long live your majesty, long live your majesty~!"

Huck, who was unconscious, was stunned for a moment, and he had already regarded the goblin as his confidant.

Of course he couldn't believe what this guy said when he was drunk.

Even if the Dark Mage had no brains anymore, he would not hand over the army to the **** in front of him. He understood very carefully that Huck's was like a dog called by the Dark Mage.

But most of the goblins have been connected in series.

The Dark Mage has captured nearly 100,000 barbarians, and the purpose of building this city is clear. The future is to accommodate the army and use it as a base.

After the snow melts, the undead race will suddenly burst out from here. Copying Hadu's raid on the Ruman Empire back then, he can even go straight into the Ruman Empire's hinterland, turning Ruman upside down.

Yinguang measured it and felt that the probability of their success was very high. Even oneself can't even think that there will be a dark mage here. Of course, the Ruman people can't think that the Daxue Mountain actually hides the army of the undead race. They can completely catch the Ruman people by surprise.

It’s just that Yinguang can’t figure out what means the undead will use to transport the so-called millions of troops to Oddheim. At present, it seems that the only feasible way is to use a war fortress, but how many soldiers can be transported at a time .

"No matter what. The information must be delivered as soon as possible." The goblin glanced at Huck, who was still dreaming of the king, and secretly said: "It seems that we can only rely on this fool at the moment."

Yinguang's eyes rolled back and forth three times, replaced with a flattering smile, and respectfully said: "Dear Lord Huck, as your future palace chief, I have to remind you of your current life and your identity. It's not a good match."

Huck raised his arm and turned around in place, looking at his complete leather robe. Said blankly: "Is there?"

The goblin nodded solemnly and said, "Do you know how Ruman's nobles live? In winter, they wear woolen coats. On their feet are boots made of the softest leather on the belly of the lamb.

They lived in a warm house lit by a copper stove, as comfortable as summer, sitting in a luxurious shock-absorbing carriage, surrounded by dozens of servants to serve him.

They ate the cattle and sheep that had just been slaughtered and drank the most mellow wine. The bed was a woman with white skin as snow, soft as water, and beautiful as white chrysanthemums.

They~~--the first online update~~ Participated in a banquet with music and dancing in the evening, and they were happy until dawn. "

Huck was stunned by the goblins as if listening to a fairy tale. Mouth opened wide. With a grunt, he swallowed.

"But look at you?" The goblin glanced at Huck up and down, his mouth "tsk" with a sound, regretful and unbalanced, and said: "Your status is more noble than a nobleman. But you are wearing a whole piece of bear skin. , On the feet are a tube of fur."

Huck looked at his clothes and felt that these things were too incompatible with his identity, and he couldn't help but curl his lips in disgust.

"You live in a simple and ventilated house. You don't even have a horse to go out. What you eat is dry meat as hard as a stone, and you don't even have a sip of wine. Compared with the nobles of humans, you have suffered a lot."

Huck licked his lips and said unwillingly: "But what can be done?"

The goblin leaned forward and whispered like a devil who tricked him into betraying his soul: "You have money, we can buy everything you need. Besides, you give more of these things to your master, not more The trust of the owner."

Huck's mind was seduced by the goblin and murmured: "I have money?"

The goblin nodded and said: "My respected sir, you are worth several million gold coins now, even in Ruman, you are also a rich man who can be counted. You said that you are noble and so rich, and you still live here. What do you plan for such a poor life?"

Huck suddenly woke up, and said in his heart: Yes, I have status and money, why did I live like a barbarian.

"But how can I get the ones you said?" Huck whispered.

The goblin smiled and said: "You forgot, I am a smuggler, I can buy everything you need from human beings. Just..."

"What is needed?" Huck asked eagerly.

Yinguang whispered: "You only need to convince the master."

Huck's thoughts were completely seduced by the goblin, and said blankly: "But the master is terrible, how should I tell the master?"

"Successful, my uncle Yinguang went out, and there is no task that cannot be taken down." The ground secretly said proudly, and then leaned on Huck's ear, and whispered: "You said there is not enough salt, and there is no salt slave to work. No energy. The host has guests again. They must need a lot of things. I think the host will agree."

"But..." Huck was still timidly hesitant.

Silver Light was like a fairy who bewitched a crime, and said: "You will have as much wine as you want then."

"Hiccup" The alcohol in his stomach turned up, Huck burped again and finally made up his mind, and said: "Okay, I'll go to plead with the master."

Huck lifted his clothes, tucked the bottle under his arm, turned and walked out.

Watching him leave, Yin Guang heaved a sigh of relief, and fell to the ground. Yin Guang felt that he had never been so tired as before, and he was sweating a layer of heat. It was more than when he cheated in the city. More effort.

All that was left was waiting anxiously. Finally, when the sky turned dark in the afternoon, Huck bowed all the way, followed by a man wrapped in black robe, and walked into the goblin's house.

The black-robed man looked up and down Sha Jin, and said in a dumb voice, "A dirty goblin, hell."

Huck was respectful, lowered his head and said, "This is the smuggler I'm talking about~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Okay," the black-robed man said without a good air: "Slugs also have their uses, goblins goblins."

Yin Guang has always maintained a submissive expression, but he kept cursing in his heart: Waiting for me, I will write it down for you in the notebook, and I will watch Laozi pull your list.

"Can you get these things?" The black-robed man handed a piece of paper to the goblin.

Yinguang took a look, and it was densely packed with the names of various items, from clothes and socks to paper and ink, no fewer than hundreds, many of which were daily necessities.

The barbarians lack everything here, and even the Lich feels a great inconvenience.

The goblin gritted his teeth and said confidently: "Yes, it's definitely possible."

"Very well," the black robe man nodded and said, "Then leave it to you.

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